Ingvar Loco Nordin & Anna Nygren
Lisa's Helmet Hike
(Mårma - Three Pass Trail 2011)

A wonderful place to wake up at; smack dab in Ballinvággi Valley

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Chapter 4


Yellow line shows the distance covered in chapter 4, while yellow and red lines combined show the total hiking distance of the day.

2 August 2011

Almost a Hilleberg commercial! Nallo 2 & Akto!

Your guide through this text!

(photo: anna nygren)

The morning was incredibly beautiful and warm, as soon as the sun hit. The moment the sun reached above The Pallentjåkka (Ballinčohkka) mountain and hit the tent, the temperature rose within minutes, making it really warm inside. We got out, had breakfast, got our stuff together in our backpacks and were on our way, after I had photographed a swarm of insects that settled on my pile of droppings a few hundred meters from the tent. Looking down the valley in our direction of motion, we saw The Ballinriehppi Glaciers and a long, narrow snowfield in the bending canyon that lead the glacier melting water down into Ballinvággi’s south end.

We started the day's hike with a nice, cool ford

(photos: anna nygren)

Anna checks our bearings into the 90-degree side-valley without a name

We continued south through Ballinvággi, looking to reach the 90-degree angle valley to the right (west) that has no name, and which would take us between mighty, dramatic giants of the earth; Tjåmuhas (Čoamohas) (1743 meters) and Ballinbogičohkka (1661 meters), to The Šiellavággi Valley. We arrived at the valley inlet, after having spotted some reindeers high up on a gravely tilting snowfield up a dizzying slope.
This short (2 – 3 kilometers) unnamed valley contained a mix of rockier sections and grass moor, and in the midst we found a little hill that looked like, perhaps, the overgrown remains of an end moraine. However, on studying this geological formation, it appears that, according to Claes Grundsten (who has written priceless hiking guides to Lapland), it in fact constitutes a collapsed pingo, a hydrolaccolith, i.e. a high gravel hill with a constant ice core, that belongs to the arctic regions of he planet.

A typical mix of clouds, rocks, snow, water, wind and sun: Lapland!

Looking back north-east through the short valley between Ballinvággi & Šiellavággi

A pingo in the valley!

As the cross-valley was about to open up into The Šiellavággi Valley, we came upon the reindeer herder hut that sits there. It was smaller on closer examination than it had appeared from a distance, and locked. Proportions are hard to determine in the mountains, and you often misjudge size and distance. We sat down for a rest and a power bar, before turning south-east into Šiellavággi, high up on its northern side, which tilted hard into the deep canyon of The Šiellajohka River. I felt the load of my backpack, and didn’t feel fresh at all, so I had a hard time appreciating the beautiful views down toward The King’s Trail north of Abiskojaure, where Anna and I had skied in April, and up the way we were heading, with equally beautiful highland views. Anna was fresh and strong, though and kept spirits high and soaring.

Anna through one of the countless rock fields of Lapland. You grow to like them!

Brittle beauty is often found in the rock deserts

(photo: anna nygren)

 


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